Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1792: Chapter 1788: Uncle Xie, I’ll Take You Home (First Update)

The Luo Tian Disc began to rotate slowly, with specks of light appearing on its damaged surface, eventually converging into a massive column of light.

Within the light column, various mystical symbols were spinning incessantly, undergoing constant deduction, accompanied by a multitude of illusions that were breathtaking to behold.

"How is it? Can you find it?" Xue An asked.

Zhuge Cang shook his head, "It’s been too long. If he still has a trace of lingering consciousness, it might be found. Otherwise, the chances are extremely slim."

As soon as the words were spoken, a blurry image suddenly appeared within the light column.

Zhuge Cang shuddered, "Found it!"

Everyone immediately focused their attention.

The image showed an empty and desolate world, with a trace of a nearly imperceptible spirit wandering alone in it.

Upon seeing this, Xue An’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he softly said, "I know this place!"

"This is where I fought the Evil God of the Heavenly Dragon last time! It turns out that Uncle Xie’s lingering consciousness has been wandering here all along!"

Xue An’s voice was full of emotion.

At this moment, the crack on the Luo Tian Disc suddenly deepened and then shattered completely.

The light column scattered, and Zhuge Cang cried out in pain, "My Luo Tian Disc!"

Xue An chuckled lightly, "Alright, old man, after this matter, I will certainly reforge the Luo Tian Disc for you!"

With that, Xue An took a step forward, directly moving from the far side of the moon to Earth.

This was precisely the location of the previous great battle, just a step away from Number One Tian Villa.

Yet, despite the proximity, no one had been able to detect the presence of Old Xie’s spirit.

All of this was because Old Xie’s spirit was just too frail and faint.

As if a gust of wind could blow it away.

But such a fragile being had persisted in this world for so long.

All because of Old Xie’s incredibly resilient determination, creating such a miracle.

Following the vision shown by the Luo Tian Disc, Xue An found Old Xie’s location, yet in his divine sense perception, it remained a void.

However, when he enveloped the surrounding world with his divine sense, he finally glimpsed that faint, nearly transparent silhouette.

At this moment, this silhouette was still wandering slowly, seemingly searching... for the way home.

Xue An softly said, "Uncle Xie, I’m bringing you home!"

With that, he divided a strand of his divine sense as thin as a hair, carefully enclosing Old Xie’s spirit.

Because it was so fragile, a careless move might shatter it.

Thus, throughout the process, Xue An’s approach was gentle, barely daring to breathe.

After securing Old Xie’s spirit, he finally turned and flew towards Beijiang with the thread of divine sense in tow.

This time, Xue An’s speed was very slow, as he feared moving too quickly might cause Old Xie’s spirit to collapse.

It took a full quarter of an hour to return to Beijiang. When he landed in front of Old Xie’s Restaurant.

Zhuge Cang and the others were already waiting there.

Auntie Pang and Xie Jingjing had also heard the news, anxiously waiting at the door.

Old Xie stood silently to the side, with an eternal, foolish smile on his face.

As they saw Xue An, everyone came forward immediately.

Auntie Pang choked up and said, "Xiao An, your Uncle Xie...."

Xue An nodded, "Don’t worry, Auntie Pang. Uncle Xie’s spirit has been found, and I’m helping him fuse now!"

Auntie Pang struggled to hold back tears, unable to speak, only nodding continuously.

Xue An stepped up to Old Xie and said solemnly, "Uncle Xie, this is your final chance. I’m giving you a hand, but whether you can recover, and to what extent, depends entirely on your efforts!"

Saying this, Xue An gently brought the spirit he was dragging to the front, took a deep breath, and firmly pointed at Old Xie’s forehead.

Old Xie’s entire body trembled, his vacant eyes suddenly opened wide, and he let out a low growl, clearly in tremendous pain.

Auntie Pang’s tears poured out, and Xie Jingjing too was full of tears, gently hugging her mother.

As mentioned before, Xue An’s current power allowed him to reform a person on the soul level.

And being able to reform meant he could assist in merging.

Xue An was now using his meticulous control over divine sense to fuse Old Xie’s strand of spirit with his body.

The entire process was akin to the most precise surgical operation, but even more perilous.

Because surgical failure results in death at most, but if the divine sense fusion fails, Old Xie’s spirit would collapse, extinguishing the last glimmer of life.

In such a situation, Xue An couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat on his forehead.

Meanwhile.

An Yan, who had already woken up, brought everyone silently to the scene.

But no one dared to speak at this moment, only standing at a distance, holding their breath while watching intently.

Finally.

After over an hour of long waiting, Xue An suddenly exhaled deeply and stepped back.

"It’s done!"

As soon as the words fell, Old Xie collapsed to the ground, falling into a coma.

Auntie Pang immediately rushed over, extremely nervous, looking at Old Xie on the ground, wanting to reach out but hesitating, only looking at Xue An.

"Xiao An, what’s wrong with your Uncle Xie? Why did he suddenly faint?"

Auntie Pang, I have fused Uncle Xie’s remaining spirit with his body; he’s passed out because he needs to digest this sudden appearance of spirit, but how much he can absorb...." Xue An paused.

"Will depend on Uncle Xie’s fate. If his determination is deep enough, and his will strong enough, he can fully absorb this spirit, perhaps even recover to his former self."

"What if he can’t?" Xie Jingjing asked anxiously.

Xue An was silent for a moment, "Then there will be no more chances!"

Upon hearing Xue An’s words, Xie Jingjing’s face turned pale, looking at Old Xie on the ground with tears in her eyes.

Auntie Pang slowly squatted down, sitting beside Old Xie, gently caressing his hand, softly speaking.

"Whether he can recover or not, I can accept it, as long as he can stay by my side, I have no other wishes!"

Saying this, a smile appeared on Auntie Pang’s face, and she said to Xue An, "Xiao An, Mr. Zhuge, thank you both!"

Xue An said nothing, but Zhuge Cang sighed lightly, "Auntie Pang, there’s no need to be polite. It’s what we should do, but if he doesn’t recover, please bear the grief!"

But right then, Xie Jingjing suddenly seemed to collapse, sitting on the ground, crying loudly.

"Dad, wake up! Please wake up! I don’t want you to live like this in a daze, I want you to recover, I want to hear your nagging, I want to hear you scold me!"

The cries, like blood, moved everyone.

An Yan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then walked to Xue An’s side, and whispered, "Husband, can Uncle Xie wake up?"

Xue An shook his head, "I don’t know, it all depends on his own fate and effort!"

At this moment, Hu Ying, always sharp-eyed, suddenly exclaimed, "Look, his fingers moved!"